PURE FEMDOM COCK MILKING WITH TOTALLY RUINED ORGASM
Titled “Pure Femdom Cock Milking: Totally Ruined Orgasm”, this adult video is bound to leave viewers breathless and aching for more. The scene opens with a nervous but erect male submissive strapped to a leather bondage bench, his cock throbbing with anticipation. His Mistress struts in, wearing a tight latex catsuit that hugs her curves and accentuates her power. She surveys her captive like a lioness eyeing her prey.
“The rules are simple,” she purrs, tracing a fingernail down his chest. “You do not come until I allow it. Understand, slave?”
The captive nods fervently, almost desperate to please his Mistress. She smiles wickedly and picks up a riding crop.
“Good boy. Now let’s see what you’re working with, shall we?”
Mistress roughly grabs his cock, stroking it a few times before releasing. She admires the thick shaft, glistening with precum, and the heavy balls dangling underneath. This will be fun, she thinks to herself.
“When I tell you to, you’re going to beg me to milk your cock, understand?”
“Y-yes Mistress,” he stammers out.
“Good. Now, beg.”
“P-please milk my cock, Mistress! I need release!”
“That was pathetic. Put some gusto behind it, slut.”
“PLEASE MILK MY COCK, MISTRESS! I’M DESPERATE FOR RELEASE!”
“Mmm, start edging. Stroke yourself for me.”
The bound man grabs his shaft and starts pumping. It takes all his willpower not to climax right there from the humiliation and excitement. His cock is rock hard and pulses in his hand.
“Faster, slave! Harder! Milk that fucking cock!”
His hand flies over his cock, the lewd slapping sounds filling the room. Cum starts to dribble out of him, and he cries out.
“A-ah! M-Mistress, please! I can’t hold it!”
“Not yet, you pathetic worm. Keep going.”
He whimpers and obeys, edging again and again as she watches, a sadistic gleam in her eye. His cock is bright red and leaking by now. He’s dizzy from the lack of blood flow to his brain.
“P-please Mistress, I’m…I’m going to…!”
“Cum, slut!”
He screams as a massive load erupts from him, rope after rope of thick spunk splattering everywhere. But even as he orgasms, she keeps him stroking, denying him the sweet relief of the post-orgasmic bliss he should be experiencing. Tears leak from his eyes as the pleasure, edging into pain, overwhelms his senses.
Finally, she allows him to stop. He’s a panting, cum-covered mess, and she revels in his ruined state.
“Pathetic creature. You may lick up your mess now.”
Heurchs forward, lapping at the spilled semen, savoring the taste of his own humiliating defeat. Satisfied, Mistress nods.
“Down, slave. You may thank your Mistress.”
Eyes downcast, he maneuvers off the bondage bench and kneels before her, pressing a grateful kiss to her leather-clad foot.
“Thank you, Mistress. For allowing me this honor.”
“Hmm, I suppose you served your purpose. Perhaps I’ll allow you to worship my feet next time.”
She dismisses him with a flick of her wrist and he slinks off, head hung low, already desperating for her cruel touch again.
The end.
